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BLCKDGRD
blckdgrd.com · Personal developer blogs · English
- Posts on record
- 28
- First published
- 8 May 2026
- Last published
- 24 September 2026
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- English
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- Personal developer blogs
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Recent posts
All that is beautiful, from which I choose even artifice, which I hold above nature, won’t salve these stuttered accoutrementsoriginal ↗
24 Sept 2026
I See: It’s Not You Who Is Not Requiting Me, It’s Something In You Over Which You Have No Say Says No to Meoriginal ↗
15 Sept 2026
Soon I'll Be Left With Nothing But Stars, Some of Them Fake, Space Filling With Satellites While the Blazing Bodies Drift Farther Away and the Moon Trails Hopelessly After Them, Crying For Loveoriginal ↗
2 Sept 2026
At First I Thought I Wouldn't Say Anything About It But Then I Thought Keeping Quiet About It Might Appear Even Ruderoriginal ↗
24 Aug 2026
When charmed by the beauty of that viper, did it never occur to you to change personalities with him? to feel what it was to be a snake? to glide unsuspected in grass? to sting, to kill at a touch; your whole beautiful body one iridescent scabbard of death?, or: Born 207 Years Agooriginal ↗
1 Aug 2026
It was always my intention, and my conceit, to use up, in the town's construction, every toy I possessed: my electronic train, of course, the Lincoln Logs, old kindergarten blocks—their deeply incised letters always a problem—the Erector set, every lead soldier that would stand (broken ones were sent to the hospital), my impressive array of cars, motorcycles, tanks, and trucks—some with trailers, some transporting gas, some tows, some dumps—and my squadrons of planes, my fleet of ships, my big aoriginal ↗
30 Jul 2026
It Remains for Us to Come to Terms With Our Commonality and In So Doing Deprive Time of Further Hostagesoriginal ↗
28 Jul 2026
And Yet, Knowing That It Would Always Ever Afterwards Be This Way Caused the Eyes to Faint, the Ears to Ignore Warningsoriginal ↗
27 Jul 2026
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